for our blood is restless

It is her turn to lead him, to take his hand and traverse a labyrinth of gossamer and silk, heedless of the air on her bare legs, until they find themselves alone — truly alone — shrouded by smoke and screens of Myrish lace.

For whatever temporary madness leaks doubt into her uncle's mind, she will not suffer it.


An alternate version of the brothel scene from House of the Dragon s01e04 "King of the Narrow Sea," in which Daemon's plans go awry.